Mississippi

I'm saving my writing for Brooklyn Soaking up everything I can There's no time to write when I'm singing every night Driving eight hours a day And they tell me drive safe But I'd likely be better at driving If i were driving with you rather than driving on my own I've pulled a U-ey three times today And I'm on the Mississippi I'm in a different city Don't you think I look pretty Sitting by myself I'm wearing my sister's hand-me-downs My hair's in knots past my shoulders now I've been in three thousand towns And I've been telling myself That just because your connection was fleeting Doesn't mean that it didn't exist And just because your love was competing Doesn't mean they thought you were shit And just because he read it Doesn't mean you shouldn't have texted 'There's no room for regret In this lifetime,' he said 'Don't be fucked in the head.' And I felt an intimacy with you I hadn't felt in a while A kind of blurring in my head I didn't know with other guys So I tried to keep it together Tried to nail you down good I was so swept up with conserving Every ounce that I could And I'm on the Mississippi I'm in a different city Don't you think I look pretty Sitting by myself I'm wearing my sister's hand-me-downs My hair's in knots past my shoulders now I've been in three thousand towns And I've been telling myself That just because your connection was fleeting Doesn't mean that it didn't exist And just because your love was competing Doesn't mean they thought you were shit And just because he read it Doesn't mean you shouldn't have texted 'There's no room for regret In this lifetime,' he said 'Don't be fucked in the head.'